Deimos
He nodded, taking the information and regards for what it was, before stuffing the earth and pineapple into the jar with a well-mustered bout of air. “Maybe someone can ask this Everest before he is healed.” So they knew what they were dealing with beforehand – if there was any semblance of awareness at all. Deimos never felt any semblance of sickness when dealing with prior bouts, not until it was fully upon him, and the same might’ve been said for the blight.
Snorting again at Flora’s regards towards magic utilized, he topped off the lid, surveying the nasty little plant inside. Belial seemed to have calmed from snagging at it though. “Whatever works,” figuring stabbing at the damned thing also felt somewhat satisfying.
But then there were other measures to consider, and he watched as the explanations hit her. “That is what I am hoping,” and it made sense – and if they could diminish the chokehold they had over regions, then perhaps they had more than a fighting chance. “Though that leaves Stormbreak in question,” as Dahlia would likely be far more difficult to unseat from the throne than anyone else in leading parameters. "And, if we can regain these lands, making sure they do not fall again."
At the last segment though, his features fell into a dismal frown, as if dreading the very thought of having to be hospitable to impending morons. “Do not remind me,” and he wrinkled his nose, striving to already gather the patience necessary. Pausing momentarily, his head tilted again, considerations in order. “You do not need anything for your region?” He could easily pluck more pineapples.
Snorting again at Flora’s regards towards magic utilized, he topped off the lid, surveying the nasty little plant inside. Belial seemed to have calmed from snagging at it though. “Whatever works,” figuring stabbing at the damned thing also felt somewhat satisfying.
But then there were other measures to consider, and he watched as the explanations hit her. “That is what I am hoping,” and it made sense – and if they could diminish the chokehold they had over regions, then perhaps they had more than a fighting chance. “Though that leaves Stormbreak in question,” as Dahlia would likely be far more difficult to unseat from the throne than anyone else in leading parameters. "And, if we can regain these lands, making sure they do not fall again."
At the last segment though, his features fell into a dismal frown, as if dreading the very thought of having to be hospitable to impending morons. “Do not remind me,” and he wrinkled his nose, striving to already gather the patience necessary. Pausing momentarily, his head tilted again, considerations in order. “You do not need anything for your region?” He could easily pluck more pineapples.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
